It takes a lot of effort for Jimmy Crocker to become Piccadilly Jim—nights on the town roistering, headlines in the gossip columns, a string of broken hearts and breaches of promise. Eventually he becomes rather good at it and manages to go to pieces with his eyes open. But no sooner has Jimmy cut a wild swathe through fashionable London than his terrifying Aunt Nesta decides he must mend his ways. He then falls in love with the girl he has hurt most of all, and after that things get complicated. In a dizzying plot, impersonations pile on impersonations so that (for reasons that will become clear, we promise) Jimmy ends up having to pretend he's himself. Best known as the creator of Jeeves—the impossibly wise, supremely well-mannered gentleman's gentleman—and Wooster, his unflaggingly affable but bumbling employer, P.G. Wodehouse invokes the very British spirit of a bygone era in a gentle satire that, as Evelyn Waugh puts it, "satisfies the most sophisticated taste and the simplest."